rejectomorph (flying_blind) wrote,

Tempus Freakout

Had the sun come out this afternoon, there would have been steam rising from the street, as there was late yesterday afternoon. But there's no sun. Just rain and more rain. The mountains will get fresh snow, but the elevation of my house is a few hundred feet to low to get any. There could be more hail, though. This is just too weird for the middle of May. I ought to be outside pulling up foxtails. There ought to be bees, and after nightfall moths fluttering around the porch light. Instead, the woodpeckers are clinging to the lee side of the telephone pole again, and and the fresh mulberry leaves are tipped with bright drops of rainwater. This makes me wish I could move to California.

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